Waiting..

When sun comes out,

And you don't know what to shout,

What are you waiting for..

You know just what you want,

Just those simple thoughts,

Of that you're sure..

Were the clouds to come out,

And if you're not without doubt,

what are you waiting for..

Isn't that a fact of life,

Like a wanderer's mind,

Looking for something more..

But when the moon comes out, 

And you don't know if it's crazy stupid love,

what are you waiting for..